What is Your Idea of a Perfect Day?
Hajra! Let’s talk about a perfect day!
All of us dream of the perfect life. All of us yearn for a perfect day to say the least. But how many of us have the idea of what the perfect day means for us.
As a kid I thought every day was perfect, but then I didn’t have to work for money then! As I grew up I stopped “fantasizing” as one might say. However, one does think from time to time, what the perfect day for me might be like. Will it just be having loads of money, or peace of mind, or a weekend spent like I would want it to?
Now, there is nothing like perfect. But yes, there is something like ideal. Close to perfect I might say.
So, I got thinking what would an ideal day – what a close-to-perfect day might be like?
Here’s how think my “almost perfect” day would be.
It would definitely begin a little later than normal. Yes, I like sleeping and I hate getting up early, so one that begins later than usual with breakfast in bed! I don’t know who is going to make that breakfast but yes, definitely breakfast in bed with the newspaper in hand and hopefully, with all good news.
Obviously, there will be a good book, a great movie – preferably at home; good food and just the right amount of coffee on that day. And yes, all my laundry done on that day.
Money I hear someone saying – well if it is the perfect day, then I am hoping there is a decent amount in the bank and if there isn’t; then come on, it is a perfect day and I am not worrying! Peace of mind – well yes that is why I got up late and I am not worried about money. Happiness is what I feel is a state of mind and if I am getting up late, having good food and all my likes all around then I feel I am happy.
But I wonder; there might have so many perfect days and perfect moments; but we might have missed it because we were thinking of actually having a planned perfect day.
Yes, my perfect day always has to end with ice cream!
Have you thought about such a day? What constitutes your ideal day? What does your perfect day look like?
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